1.
Her feelings around my chest.
She lies beside me, too deep to reach.
I touch her face.
Nice to be home.
She smiles. No where to go.
That wild hair in this horrible marriage.
She asks me to cry. I’m already stuck
hanging around all eternity with her.
2.
Beside me
she lies sharp
scarred joys.
3.
Trust this impermanence
where there is no eternity.
4.
To her,
the wild moment
sober shoulders
my hair already
embracing her cheeks
love stuck to arms I haven’t had
quiet love
four days
that want
to watch and reach
marriage
raised
for calm.
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